Chapter 180 Sister-in-law's Confusion
Kyoko Sasaki sat in the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo in a daze.
A pair of small hands supported the rosy and fair little face, looking at the city scenery of Tokyo outside the window.
Lost in thoughts.
No matter how badly she felt about her brother-in-law, at least he still sincerely respected her sister-in-law.
He personally picked me up at the airport and arranged such a good hotel room for me.
But Kyoko Sasaki was still a little worried. She hoped that what he said was true and it didn't cost any money.
No matter what, I should leave some money for him before I leave Tokyo.
Although I don’t have much savings.
Kyoko Sasaki suddenly didn't know what she was thinking about, and her face turned red terribly.
The soft buttocks on the left seemed to be a little sore, as his hand bone had just hit the numb tendon in the buttocks.
She is still shy about the feeling of the man's finger bones penetrating deeply into her flesh.
"The waist is so soft, like cotton."
The man's voice echoed in my ears again.
Thinking of this, a flush of red appeared on the fair little face.
Kyoko Sasaki, he is your brother-in-law, what are you thinking about?
Is this what happens to all women who haven't had a man for too long?
Nozomi Sasaki shook her head.
Can't think about it anymore.
Why hasn’t Ishizawa Nako come yet?
Nako Ishizawa is her classmate and best friend.
After graduation, I settled in Tokyo, got married and had children.
When she knew that Kiko Sasaki was coming to Tokyo, she was very happy.
Other classmates in the group who are in Tokyo also asked to get together.
'Ding Dong.'
The hotel doorbell rang.
Kyoko Sasaki hurried out of the bedroom and opened the door of the hotel room.
A familiar face appeared at the door.
"Oh, I'm so happy, Xizi." The ordinary woman at the door hugged her tightly and happily.
"Me too, Nako, we haven't seen each other for years." Sasaki Kiko hugged her classmate and best friend tightly, and after a while she separated and said, "Come on, come in."
"Wow, Xizi, you're rich now? You booked such a nice hotel." Ishizawa Nako walked in with her mouth open in surprise, looking around the hotel room: "It's a suite, you're really rich now."
"No, no, I didn't book it." Sasaki Kyoko was happy but quickly shook her head: "Why didn't you bring your children with you?"
"Alas." Ishizawa Nako sighed, "You don't know how annoying it is to take care of a child. They either cry or make a fuss. I am happier to escape for a while than to attend the Kanda Festival."
"I remember you used to be eager to get married and have children." Sasaki Kyoko smiled and said, "Why? Are you bored so quickly?"
"Only after you get married and have kids do you realize how terrible marriage is." Ishizawa Nako smiled bitterly and shook her head. "Every day is just about daily necessities. The romance of dating and dating is gone. All you hear is the crying of your children or the instructions of your husband. The most terrible thing is that your lover is slowly becoming bald and fat, and no longer looks attractive to you as before."
"You don't know, now he doesn't even close the door when he goes to the toilet. I've told him many times but he still doesn't change. He also often doesn't take a shower. If he continues like this, I can't continue this marriage."
"Marriage isn't as exaggerated as you say." Sasaki Kyoko opened the refrigerator in the hotel and asked, "What would you like to drink?"
"Wow, high-end hotels are different. There are so many drinks." Ishizawa Nako came over and picked up a bottle of beautifully packaged sake-shaped bottle: "I'll drink this. This kind of water is very expensive outside."
"There's some wine in the wine cabinet next to it." Sasaki Kyoko said, "You can get whatever you want to drink."
"These are all good red wines and sakes. Are they included in the room rate?" Ishizawa Nako opened the wine cabinet and covered her mouth: "Oh my God! Let me take them all away later. By the way, I heard that the skin care products in this kind of hotel are very high-end, right?"
"I haven't used it yet. It should be in the drawer over there." Kyoko Sasaki said, pointing to the exquisite cabinet next to the bathroom.
"Wow, they are all international brands." Ishizawa Nako took out everything from the drawer and looked at them one by one.
"You can take everything if you like." Sasaki Kiko said, "I will make up for it tomorrow anyway, and I also brought some of my own skin care products."
"Wow, Xizi, you are really so rich now." Ishizawa Nako said enviously: "After getting married, you have to save money on everything. Your skin has deteriorated a lot."
"Unlike you, Xizi. Look how beautiful you are now. Why is your face so red? Did you put on blush?"
Nako Ishizawa came closer and slid her fingers across Kyoko Sasaki's face.
"You didn't put on any blush, how come your blush is as red as if you were satisfied? Hey, Xizi, you're not hiding a man in the hotel, are you?"
"No." Kyoko Sasaki's secret seemed to have been touched, and her face turned even redder.
"Did I get it right?" Ishizawa Nako leaned closer and whispered mysteriously, "Just finished? How many times did you reach orgasm? Once? Twice? Or three times?"
"Hey, what are you talking about?" Sasaki Kyoko said with a spit, "You know, my husband has been dead for many years."
"That's right. You probably became a widow before you even knew what he looked like." Ishizawa Nako looked at Sasaki Kyoko with a half-smile: "So, he's a strong man? What's he like? How old is he? Is he big?"
"What's the big deal? You're getting more and more outrageous." Sasaki Kyoko pretended to lose her temper: "I'm the only one in the room."
"Of course I'm asking about your age. Yours is so tight, unless it's a chopstick, it would not be considered big. I don't believe it, let me go into the bedroom and take a look." Ishizawa Nako trotted into the bedroom.
Kyoko Sasaki had no choice but to follow in.
"Sure enough, the bed is still tidy. Oh, Xizi, what do you want me to say about you?" Ishizawa Nako sighed in disappointment: "You have been single for so many years, isn't it a waste of your body? But I know how much...mmmmm."
Sasaki Kyoko blushed and quickly covered Ishizawa Nako's mouth with her hands: "Don't say it, don't say it, the more you say, the more you go too far."
"Okay, okay, I won't tell you. I won't tell you." Ishizawa Nako pulled Sasaki Kiko's hand away and suddenly touched her thigh: "Tsk tsk, transparent flesh-colored stockings, didn't you like wearing black stockings before?"
"You're getting old." Kyoko Sasaki slapped Ishizawa Nako's hand away.
"I think you're even more slutty." Ishizawa Nako said disdainfully, and suddenly she slapped her lower body with a sneak attack: "Oh, you're still so fat, like a steamed bun."
"You're going to die!!!" Kyoko Sasaki's face instantly turned red as blood. She rushed over and grabbed Ishizawa Nako's neck with both hands, and threw her onto the bed.
"I surrender, I surrender!" Ishizawa Nako rolled her eyes, slapped her hands on the bed and said, "No more words, no more words."
"Hmph." Only then did Kiko Sasaki let her go.
Sit up.
The white skirt was pulled up to the waist.
Revealing the plump thighs and most of the plump buttocks wrapped in flesh-colored stockings.
The fine grids on the stockings were stretched open to reveal a light color, extending along the crotch of the legs into the two buttocks.
"Honestly, the omnipotent Lord, since you created a woman like you, it's a pity that you don't have a man to love you." Ishizawa Nako looked at the white thighs and plump buttocks of Kyoko Sasaki under her skirt and shook her head.
"Do you believe in religion?" Kyoko Sasaki heard that her words were different from before.
"Well, I believe in Catholicism." Ishizawa Nako frowned: "Don't change the subject, we are talking about men's affairs now."
"Look at what you said, women must have men. Can't they be alone?" Kyoko Sasaki felt a little shy when she was looked at by Nako Ishizawa, and covered her face with her skirt.
"I don't know about others, but you must." said Ishizawa Nako.
"What kind of explanation is that?" Kyoko Sasaki rolled her eyes.
"Because I don't want me, the only woman, to know that you are so fat." Ishizawa Nako glanced at Kyoko Sasaki who was sitting in the sunken place on the bed.
"Say it again, say it again!!!" Kiko Sasaki pretended to pinch him angrily.
"Okay, I won't say any more." Ishizawa Nako spread out on the bed, spread her limbs, and then rolled over on the bed, shouting in satisfaction: "Big hotels are great, the beds are so soft, and it's great to have money."
"Then don't go back and stay with me at night." Kyoko Sasaki said with a smile while sitting on the bed.
"I was thinking, we still have children." Ishizawa Nako sighed and suddenly thought of something and sat up: "By the way, I feel relieved to see you staying in such a good hotel."
"You don't know, when you come to Tokyo this time, many classmates are waiting to laugh at you."
"What's the joke?" asked Kiko Sasaki with a frown.
I don’t have much contact with my classmates in Tokyo.
"What kind of joke is this? You're so beautiful in the class, but none of the boys like you, and you end up going back and getting married for no apparent reason." Ishizawa Nako sneered.
"That's fine, but your husband died not long after you got married, and they all know that you're still in debt."
"Everyone is waiting to see you being poor and destitute. I originally wanted to see how you were staying. If it's not good, I'll help you change hotels."
"I was stunned until I heard you say you were in Tokyo and staying at the Imperial Hotel Tokyo."
"Actually, this was ordered for me by my brother-in-law." Sasaki Kyoko smiled bitterly, "Although I'm not destitute, I'm not that rich either."
"Brother-in-law?" Ishizawa Nako became interested and sat closer: "Is he handsome? Is he rich? Is he interested in your beautiful sister-in-law?"
"Look what you're talking about now." Kiko Sasaki's face, which had just calmed down, turned red again.
"What's there to be afraid of when men and women love each other? You're not young anymore, so don't waste your time." Ishizawa Nako nodded at Sasaki Kyoko's head in disappointment:
"If he's interested in you, don't hide from him. Besides, once he opens up to you and presses you head-on, you'll be a bargain for him."
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll be angry." Kyoko Sasaki said with a stern face.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it. It's almost time for us to go to the banquet." Ishizawa Nako said, "I specially asked my husband's friend to borrow a good car. I promise not to embarrass you, those snobs, huh."
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Edogawa Bonsai Museum, inside the bedroom behind the manor.
"Yuko Noguchi, give me that red coat." Rena Morisawa said softly as she was applying makeup carefully with an eyebrow pencil.
No one replied.
The bedroom was quiet.
Yuko Noguchi is no longer with us.
Gone forever.
A complex emotion surged in my heart, and I felt a little suffocated.
Morisawa Reina sighed.
How wonderful it would be if people could always remain the same as when they first met and never change.
Reina Morisawa stood up, took out the coat and put it on.
"Does it look good?" She couldn't help but ask again, then smiled bitterly and shook her head.
I picked out a matching bag in the cloakroom and walked out the door.
The two old men were already waiting in the garage.
"Where are you going, madam?" an old man asked in the cab.
"Tokyo Ariake Arena." Rena Morisawa said as she got into the car.
Crawling beside her master that night and after getting his consent, Rena Morisawa couldn't wait to hire some security personnel.
What Jin Meiting said made sense. As their territory grew larger, the other party's tactics also increased.
Since it was recommended by the master, it must be something that ordinary people cannot compare to.
Rena Morisawa sat in the back seat, looking out the window and watching the bustling street scene on the road.
When the car was waiting for the traffic light, there was a sudden 'bang' sound from the car door.
A woman bumped into the body of a Maybach.
Her panicked little face appeared outside the car window. She gave Morisawa Rena an apologetic expression, then turned her head away in horror.
"Let's see where you can run." Two burly men chased after him.
The woman screamed in fright, quickly supported the car body with both hands, stood up, and ran to the back.
Two burly men quickly chased after him.
"What is this?" Rena Morisawa was stunned, rolled down the car window, and stuck her head back to look.
Two burly men were holding the struggling woman and walking into the building next door.
Why does that woman's face look so familiar? Is it her? Miyagi Xiangzi?
Rena Morisawa was suddenly dazed for a moment.
My thoughts went back to when I was a girl.
At that time, I was just entering society and struggling in the quagmire.
The luckiest thing is that there is a girl with the same miserable life accompanying him.
The two met while working part-time at a convenience store.
And then we became best friends.
Go model together, go to actor interview together, apply for flight attendant job together.
The two of them slept in a small room, sharing the same bed.
When we were poor, we would share one lunch box between two people.
She always shared the meat with herself and often brought food back for Rena Morisawa from the sushi restaurant where she worked part-time.
"Eat more, Rena Morisawa. When you make money in the future, remember to return all the meat you ate of me." Miyagi Muko said with a smile on her face.
"Okay, I'll make money and support you for the rest of your life." Rena Morisawa nodded while eating her lunch box.
"You don't have to support me. I can work for you and be your nanny and best friend. How about that?"
"Okay, it's a deal. If you make money in the future, I will be your nanny and best friend." Rena Morisawa said.
"It's a deal."
Two pairs of white and tender hands hooked.
In the days that followed, the two successfully passed the interview for flight attendants and participated in the trial training.
Finally, Miyagi Mukoko successfully passed the trial and became a flight attendant.
But I was eliminated after the tryout.
Miyagi Muko was eventually sent overseas because of her good conditions, beautiful looks, and long, thin legs.
Since then, the two of them have each taken different paths in life and gradually lost contact.
Is it really her? Morisawa Reina felt excited.
If it was her, why would she be here again?
"Stop the car." Rena Morisawa suddenly shouted.
"What's wrong, ma'am?" the old man asked puzzledly.
"I met someone who is very important to me." said Rena Morisawa.
Protected by a group of people, Rena Morisawa walked towards the building where Miyagi Mukaiko was captured by two big men.
The entire twelve-story old building now seems to have been rented by an entertainment company that is engaged in the live entertainment broadcast industry.
"Who are you looking for?" A group of burly men came over, and the leader looked the strangers up and down and said, "You can't go in here."
"Pa." A subordinate behind Rena Morisawa walked up and slapped him hard without saying a word.
"You are... You are the big brother Kenichiro of the Yamaguchi-gumi?" The leading man covered his beaten face and quickly stretched out his arm to stop the younger brother who wanted to rush forward.
"It's me." The subordinate shouted, "Lead the way quickly, the madam wants to find someone."
"Husband, Madam?" The burly man swallowed.
Could this be the legendary lady of the Yamaguchi-gumi?
Given the Yamaguchi-gumi’s current status in Tokyo, if they are not careful today, they might not even be able to save their lives.
The burly man was sweating profusely at this moment.
"Hi!" The burly man bowed respectfully: "I wonder who the madam is looking for."
"A beautiful woman." Rena Morisawa said lightly.
"Well." The burly man smiled awkwardly and said, "Madam, to be honest, all the people in this building are female anchors of live broadcasts. To be honest, they are all pretty women."
"The woman you just captured." Rena Morisawa frowned.
"Ah, it's her?" The burly man said in surprise, then bowed and made a gesture of invitation: "Madam, please follow me."
"What's her name?" Rena Morisawa asked as she followed the big man.
"Ma'am, her name is Miyagi Xiangzi." The burly man said, "We are the anchor who just signed a contract not long ago, but she is not very obedient."
"It's really her." Rena Morisawa was so excited that her body even trembled slightly.
I didn't expect that I would meet her again after all these years.
Is God blessing me? After sending away Yuko Noguchi, he sent Muko Miyagi.
Came to a live broadcast room.
The burly man opened the door with his key.
Inside, a woman was live streaming in a lace suspender bra, making a heart shape with her hands towards the big brother who was giving her gifts.
Her long black hair fell on her slender white shoulders, and her eyes were curved into two crescents, making her incredibly charming.
The sexy red lips were raised in a bright smile, like a larger crescent moon.
The small and upturned nose makes up a delicate and pretty face.
Black suspender stockings wrapped around a pair of long and slender white legs.
This kind of black fishnet stockings has particularly high requirements for the legs. If there are any flaws in the shape, length, or skin color of the legs, the effect will be greatly reduced.
And she, it was as if the fishnet stockings were tailor-made for her.
The white leg flesh was faintly visible through the black mesh.
Two pieces of snow-white and round thighs are in full view; the white and smooth skin and black stockings form a very impactful picture.
The top of the fishnet stockings is embroidered with a circle of exquisite lace, tied with black suspenders that extend to the base of the legs.
It's really her.
Morisawa Rena felt excited.
She is still so beautiful and looks younger than me.
Her legs are indeed the most perfect among all the women I have ever seen.
Didn't she become a flight attendant? Why did she come to Tokyo again?
Rena Morisawa recalled the days when they were doing flight attendant training together.
As if it were right in front of me.
(End of this chapter)
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